The Best Father's Day EVER... or not

Ben had the best father's day ever this year. Let me tell you about it.

Preface:

We spent the weekend at Zermat Resort (much thanks to Ben's work retreat that was held there). Friday night spouses were invited for a work dinner, then we stayed that night while the boys had a sleep over at Grandma Kaye's (thanks a billion again!). Night #2 we brought the boys back to Zermat with us to play and all had a sleep over in the hotel room.

Father's day began at 1 am when we woke up to Logan' crying. Not sure what the problem was. Ben gets out of bed and lays down on the floor with Logan to sing him back to sleep.

2 am-ish: wake to Logan again. Ben gets out of bed to comfort Logan while I get a garbage can thinking that Lo is going to spew. He never did. We give him medicine.

Some other ghastly early-morning hour: Logan is wimpering. Ben gets out once again to comfort him.

8 am: We wake up. He gets breakfast in bed. Oh wait, I mean Ben takes about 20 trips out to the van to load all our bags etc. In the rain.

9:15 am: Somehow the bathroom door gets locked and shut with our things still in the bathroom. Ben goes to request help from maintenance.

9:30 am: I help Logan color a picture and write a note to Ben in a card from the dollar store, all while Ben is in the hotel room with us. He tries to act surprised when Logan gives it to him.

10 am - noon: he drives two hours (listening to Tangled the whole way) to Tremonton to have his favorite lunch of all time... er, um... Arby's.

2 pm-ish: Stop in Dubois, ID (where they have nice bathrooms, by the way).

2 pm - 5pm: I take over driving and we end up in Butte, MT with all three boys crying and nauseated from mtion-sicknes because apparently I'm an awful driver, especially in a van.

5 pm: Ben has a delicious Father's Day dinner of stale chicken tenders and jo-jo's from Safeway that we eat in the van because there wasn't anywhere else to sit.

5 pm - 9:30 pm: Ben takes over driving again. :-)

9:30 pm: Logan's asleep and Lincoln refuses to go to sleep even though he's dog-tired. Cries off and on for about an hour.

10:40 ish - 11:40: Linc finally drifts off and so do I, in the back seat where I was trying to help Linc. Ben drives by himself, at night, in silence, over the pass and into Spokane.

Late: Ben unloads the van and packs our luggage in.

Happy Father's Day honey! You spent all day proving, once again, what a hard worker you are, why I love you so much and showing the stuff that great Dads are made of. You're the best and I hope I can make it up to you over the next two weeks.